For the first weekend in absolute ages I've had no commitments - a weekend of completely free time (World Cup Final aside - a man must prioritise!). Very strange, especially after a really busy month. So far just pottered - even went for a brief bike ride and felt the wind in my hair. OK, not in my hair exactly ;o)A few weekends ago I was asked what I did on a normal Saturday. I replied I didn't have a clue as I've no idea what a 'normal' Saturday is. Been wondering whether I am busy because I have a freedom (not sure that's the right word though) to be able to commit to things; or do I commit to things as a means of avoidance/filling time?
Not sure I want to delve too much into that!
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